The White Tunnel Songtext
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The White Tunnel Songtext
Alone I walk through the gardens of truth
A twisted path where black water roams
I follow the light but still in the abyss I crawl
Reaching out for hands to help me with my fall
Soothing light suicide
Soothing light suicide
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
Drifting minds of the darkest kind
Soul of trona narcotics and the glitchling minds
Hell whispers softly and she makes me yearn
While heaven hits me bluntly to purify my shell
On I march
And still I march
Soothing light suicide
Soothing light suicide
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
Hold me closely
Hold me near
On I march
Hold me closely
On I march
Hold me near
On I march
Hold me closely
On I march
Hold me near
On I march
But why don′t you believe in the wind
But why don't you believe in the chance to say
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
And still I crawl
A twisted path where black water roams
I follow the light but still in the abyss I crawl
Reaching out for hands to help me with my fall
Soothing light suicide
Soothing light suicide
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
Drifting minds of the darkest kind
Soul of trona narcotics and the glitchling minds
Hell whispers softly and she makes me yearn
While heaven hits me bluntly to purify my shell
On I march
And still I march
Soothing light suicide
Soothing light suicide
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
Hold me closely
Hold me near
On I march
Hold me closely
On I march
Hold me near
On I march
Hold me closely
On I march
Hold me near
On I march
But why don′t you believe in the wind
But why don't you believe in the chance to say
Thinking traces of borrowed light
Slowly sinking in the abyssal walls
Illuminous lust is marching forth
Leaving me crumbs to help the crawl
And still I crawl
Writer(s): George Tzavaras Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

